If you want to complain about your flatmate not doing their dishes, having people over too late, or being loud getting ready for work early in the morning, let me humble you for a bit. Yeah yeah, it’s so shit that the flatmate doesn’t show your home any respect, but at least they haven’t stabbed anyone.

The story starts with a red flag, this potential roommate visits the flat, agrees sto move in, and signs the tenancy agreement all while I was away and had no communication from my existing flatmates that this guy was moving in before I even got to meet to dude. Seems sketchy already, right?

I get told he’s not a bad guy, just kinda a dick until you get to know him. Sirens are blaring, red flag number two. The nights he is home are spent with him drinking a whole bunch and then picking fights with everyone. I’m quickly learning this is one angry motherfucker. But hey, I’m still refraining from judging because no one is perfect, I’ve sure had my angry drunk moments.

Then, one fateful night. We’re all drinking as a flat, we have a few of our mates over. I go off to bed while 3 people remain drinking downstairs, including our guy. The house breaks out in yelling, people running in and out of the front door. I hear rummaging from the kitchen drawers while people are still yelling and running around. My bro picks a fight in the street, runs inside, grabs a kitchen knife, goes back out, and STABS SOMEONE!

I wish I was making this shit up! The following weeks were me arguing with the landlord begging her to kick him out, but because the stabbing victim didn’t press charges, she couldn’t do anything.

The moral of the story: do not let people sign into the tenancy agreement if they are sketchy because then you’ll be stuck living there until you gaslight a third party into moving into this fucked house.